Years ago my parents spent a year living in Deauville. At the time I was living in London but visited them regularly. So on a recent trip to Normandy Peter and I decided to spend a few hours in Deauville.
It was a beautiful warm September day but, like many seaside towns in France, many of the beachfront cafes were closed for the season. Thankfully the Bar du Soleil was open and had plenty of customers enjoying the last remnants of summer. We therefore decided to pause on our stroll along “Les Planches” for a drink and a plate of frites. It was a very relaxing and enjoyable hour or so just sitting there watching the world go by.
We’d just missed the Deauville Film Festival (not sure if that wasn’t a good thing!) but Deaville was just as grand as I remembered with its impressive sea front properties. I enjoyed our wander down the boardwalk. If only the authorities back home in Perth would make equally good use of our coastline.